Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back to her

face crumpled because of the pain and she

was stopped by Brody

coldly, frowning.

he had to cut them

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy,

bear to see her

"No --"

touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by Brody.

stained Tracy's and Brody's

her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her

coldly,

looked at

remembered what he

as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

want me to care about you? How

He snorted.

still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

to

much and the bleeding had

if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

said with

when he saw the wound.

pain flashed

even felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

painful, you can

her. Then he made up his

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered

fear rose from the bottom of

was also because her own thought was making trouble.

that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and

know whether it was her

was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up

so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although

while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole body.

feel the knife

was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain,

pain, her eyes finally could not

cut

to cry out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed,